In the incense burner, the fragrance was almost reaching its end, and Li Heng and Wu Zhenghao stopped writing almost at the same time!

The boy beside them immediately rolled up the scroll and sent it to the fence on the third floor, where the waitress unfolded it in front of everyone.

The woman first unfolded Li Heng's scroll.

I saw Li Heng’s second line as:

"The gold is based on the horse, and the gold is based on the shell. The gold is gold, the copper is iron, tin is Xinxin."

The five elements draw gold, and the contrast with the first couplet is "If there are insects in the water, it will be turbid; if there are fish in the water, there will be fishing; if there are water, water, water, and rivers and lakes will be misty." The contrast is neat and consistent, and there is no fault at all.

As soon as the second line came on stage, there was a burst of applause.

"Brother Li, what a literary talent!"

"You are worthy of being elected as the candidate of Bailong County. You are really talented!"

"It seems that the guest of honor for Miss Mu this time is none other than Brother Li!"

…

The sound of applause in the hall made Wu Zhenghao's expression change slightly, but Liu Fang on the side gave him a "reassuring" look, and Wu Zhenghao was convinced.

Immediately, the maid in the attic unfolded the third second couplet he had written.

"Gold becomes a bell because of orders, gold becomes a jade because of jade, gold, gold, gold, hairpin bracelets, xinxin."

As soon as this second couplet came out, the originally lively hall was stunned. After a long while, someone finally exclaimed.

"Okay...right!"

"It is indeed a wonderful second couplet. The two characters "Ling" and "钰" are quite elegant. Although they are both next to gold characters, their meaning is even better than Li Juren's second couplet."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I never thought that Second Young Master Wu could be so talented, I admire you so much!"

There was a sound of admiration and applause in the hall, which made Wu Zhenghao on the third floor blush with excitement. He stood at the attic fence and bowed his hands to everyone in the hall.

If his face were not still bruised and bruised, his eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, he would really look like a romantic and talented man at this moment.

But it was said that just when Li Heng and Wu Zhenghao wrote the third second couplet and posted it in the attic for everyone to comment on, the fragrance was about to burn out.

Among the guest seats on the third floor, Han Feng turned to call a boy and asked him to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone directly.

The boy didn't know why, but he naturally didn't dare to neglect the distinguished guests on the third floor, so he immediately went to get the calligraphy treasure.

Qin Yujiao and Zhao Weinan on the side looked shocked when they saw this.

"Brother Han, what are you doing?"

Han Feng looked indifferent.

"Of course it's a couplet."

"Ahem..."

Zhao Weinan coughed a few times and stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Um...brother Han, forget it. It was my mistake today that allowed a thief like Wu Zhenghao to take advantage. Brother Han, don't be impulsive. There are countless talented people in Sajin Pavilion today. Let's...don't..."

Although Zhao Weinan did not continue speaking, Han Feng understood what he meant.

This guy clearly thought that Han Feng was stimulated and decided to compete, fearing that the second line written by Han Feng would make him laugh and be embarrassing.

Of course Han Feng's guess was correct. Zhao Weinan and Han Feng were close friends, and he knew very well about Han Feng's "literary quality."

The dignified Bailong County is famous for being "disabled in both civil and military affairs", and it is not in vain. Back then, Zhao Weinan was often beaten because of his poor homework. Seeing Han Feng's results made him feel a little better.

Although some time ago, he found that Han Feng seemed to be more enlightened, but the ability to recite poems correctly could not be mastered in three or two days.

Zhao Weinan was still concerned about his brother's self-esteem, but Qin Yujiao on the side was very direct.

When Han Feng heard that he wanted to read the second couplet, he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He held his lower abdomen with both hands and laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

"Haha...you...you said you also want to couplets? Ouch...you really made me laugh. Aren't you trying to pull a cart like a duck and overestimating your capabilities?"

Seeing Qin Yujiao smiling so carelessly and calling herself a "duck", Han Feng's face suddenly turned dark, he glanced at Qin Yujiao and said.

"Haha... Miss Qin doesn't believe in Han so much, how dare she make a bet with Han?"

Qin Yujiao was slightly startled when she heard this, stopped smiling and said.

"Bet...what to bet on?"

"If Han makes a second line, he can make any request to you, and you can't refuse! On the contrary, if I lose, you can make any request to me."

When Qin Yujiao heard this, she agreed without thinking.

"Okay, I'll bet with you."

Although Qin Yujiao is not a talented woman, as the daughter of the city lord's palace, she still has basic literary knowledge.

The three first couplets played by Mu Qianxun today were so difficult that in a room full of talented scholars, only two of them could solve them all.

Qin Yujiao had already heard about what kind of person Han Feng was in front of her, so how could she believe that he had such ability.

At this moment, Xiao Nizi was already thinking about whether she should let this guy give her a few more percent of Anxiang Pavilion's shares for free if she won.

At that time, she directly became the majority shareholder of Anxiang Pavilion, and then asked Han Feng to make perfume for herself every day.

The two of them bet about 10%, and the boy happened to deliver three scrolls and pen and ink. Han Feng directly laid the three scrolls flat in front of the table, dipped in ink and swung a brush, and the pen was like a dragon!

Now that he has reached the peak of four-star martial arts and has practiced martial arts, Han Feng has far better control over his body than before, which has directly contributed to his "calligraphy skills".

The wild cursive fonts that used to be invisible and lifeless now have a bit of charm.

The uninhibited fonts, the strokes of the pen, are unrestrained and unrestrained, and the speed is dazzling.

After finishing writing the second line, Qin Yujiao and Zhao Weinan on the side had not yet seen clearly what was written. Han Feng raised his hand and grabbed the end of the scroll and pulled it, and the scroll closed automatically.

At the same time, he dipped his pen in ink and immediately began to write the second couplet without any gaps in the middle.

I wrote the last word in one breath, pulled and closed again, and then started writing the third word...

But at this moment, everyone in the hall did not notice this at all. Everyone was arguing about which of the third couplets of Li Heng and Second Young Master Wu was weaker.

Although many people bluntly said that Wu Ershao was superior in order to flatter Wu Zhenghao, there were also talented men who were not afraid of power and had a scholarly character, and they went to the trouble of defending Li Heng's name, and the two sides argued endlessly for a while.

Seeing the dispute in the hall intensifying, with the verbal fight between the two sides vaguely developing into a fist fight, Miss Mu's two personal maids, who were hosting the event in the attic, became a little anxious.

Just at this moment, a boy ran over quickly and handed three scrolls to the two girls.

"You two girls, this is the second couplet written by Master Han."

The two girls were stunned when they heard this. They didn't expect that there would be someone out to meet each other at this time. One of the maids glanced at the fragrance in the incense burner. It had just burned out, and her eyes lit up.

At this moment, the two sides are arguing endlessly. Now these three couplets, no matter whether they are good or bad, can be used to relieve the tension in the hall.

There was no time to ask which Master Han it was, the maid cleared her throat and said loudly.

"Everyone, please be patient. There are three second couplets here, please judge!"

When all the guests heard this, they were all stunned and subconsciously stopped the quarrel.

When the two maids saw this, they both secretly breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't care much and unfolded the first couplet first.

The scroll drooped and stretched, and a line of free and uninhibited cursive script caught everyone's eyes. Before they could elaborate on its content, some people praised it.

“Great calligraphy!”

"This dear friend's cursive calligraphy is crazy but not chaotic, and his brushstrokes are vigorous. If given time, he may become a school of his own!"

…

While everyone was marveling at the writing skills on the scroll, a middle-aged Confucian scholar took the lead in reading the contents.

The first couplet is: "Green water is originally worry-free, but the wind wrinkles the face."

The second line on the scroll reads, "The green mountains were not old, but the snow-white heads were."

"hiss……!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar paused for a moment, then suddenly took a breath of cold air and stood still in place.

Immediately, others began to recite the second couplet.

After reading it, everyone's reaction was surprisingly unanimous.

Accompanied by the sound of gasps coming and going, the originally noisy hall suddenly became audible!

Even Qin Yujiao, who was covering her mouth and laughing as if she was watching a joke.

After seeing clearly the second couplet on the scroll, everyone's mouths opened wide and their beautiful eyes stared blankly at the scroll, with eyes that seemed shocked and obsessed.

After a long silence.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful...!"

An old boy in his sixties broke the silence of the audience and shouted excitedly.
Chapter completed!